After taking some excellent photos, she was in a good mood and truly joined Ouyang Yi for lunch, then went home to edit.
Right now, Lu Shifeng hasn’t completely allowed her to take photos yet, hasn’t prepared a study for her, so she can only temporarily process photos in a small lounge-cum-tea room on the second floor. Even the computer she uses is just a thin laptop, with a silver-white body gleaming luxuriously and simply—perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, it’s a very high-end laptop symbolizing a wealthy status, but for professional image processing, it even has minor color bias.
Su Xingyu endured it.
When you’re dependent on someone, you have to tolerate what they provide; currently, she has no job, and all expenses rely on Lu Shifeng, she has to use whatever he gives.
She opened the laptop, imported some photos of Ouyang Yi, leaving aside the subtle color bias, the images were breathtakingly beautiful. She quickly entered editing mode, using her eyes and experience to correct the color bias, compared the light and darkness in details, adjusted the color temperature, depth, and layers, with patience and meticulousness.
In the quiet room, only the faint sound of her moving the mouse could be heard.
The entire afternoon was spent editing, time passed unnoticed, and the sky gradually darkened.
She rubbed her eyes, stood up to turn on the light, only to find someone standing behind her, catching her by surprise, she let out a scream and fell backward.
The other person easily caught her.
She stabilized herself, looking at the other person, still startled: "Lu Shifeng! When did you come back! Don’t scare me again!" Anger colored her cheeks red, like beautifully tinted clouds at the horizon.
Lu Shifeng’s gaze fell on her lovely face, his voice neutral: "I knocked on the door, you didn’t hear."
She was flustered; it’s natural to be focused and not hear anything when in work mode, right!
"Just don’t scare me in the future!" She emphasized fiercely, glaring at him, "Did you hear me!"
He didn’t answer, his gaze crossed her petite frame and landed on the screen, where the image of Ouyang Yi in a white shirt practicing swordsmanship was prominent on the unclosed laptop. Falling petals swirled around the man, like the arrival of a sword god.
"Ouyang Yi?" he asked.
Su Xingyu glanced at the screen and said, "Yes, I plan to use this one for the finals." Her tone was nonchalant, as if discussing something mundane, and she added, "I think there’s a good chance of winning."
Lu Shifeng gave her a look: "How did you get to know him?"
Su Xingyu remained indifferent: "He works for Cloud Magazine, and it just so happened that I worked there too."
"That’s all, what do you think?" Su Xingyu suddenly felt as if Lu Shifeng was interrogating her, and was somewhat displeased.
Lu Shifeng’s voice was deep: "Just a work relationship, swordsmanship practice isn’t part of Cloud Group’s work content, don’t tell me you just happened to bump into him on the street."
The words cut to the heart of the matter.
Su Xingyu became more unhappy: "We met through work, and then we became friends. He found out I’m participating in a street photography competition and was being trashed, so he decided to help me win the final. The photo is candid, it doesn’t violate the contest rules, is there a problem?"
Her slightly lifted chin looked like a prickly cat.
Lu Shifeng frowned: "You are not allowed to be friends with him."
The domineering order made Su Xingyu let out a snort: "Mr. Lu, aren’t you overstepping a bit? You want to control my work, and now my friendships too. At least Ouyang Yi is willing to help me, unlike someone who not only doesn’t help, but also delayed the request to thoroughly investigate Su Xingqi’s photos from so many photographers!"
"Are you blaming me?" Lu Shifeng’s tone was unfriendly.
"Not at all," she snorted again, turning her head away.
Lu Shifeng easily lifted her chin, forcing her to face him: "I said not allowed means not allowed, you had better try defying my orders."
Su Xingyu struggled against the pain.
Lu Shifeng let go and turned to go downstairs.
Su Xingyu was left sulking alone in the room. Outside the large floor-to-ceiling glass window, the sky was completely dark.
After a while, Mrs. Gui came knocking: "Young lady, the young master is waiting for you to have dinner in the dining room."
"I’m not hungry." She was too angry with him to think about food.
Mrs. Gui’s voice was calm and collected: "The young master also said, if you’re not hungry, you should stay home and rest well for a few days, you’re not allowed to go out."
"Then I won’t go out!" Su Xingyu was very upset, her temper flaring, she sharply retorted to Mrs. Gui. Anyway, she already got satisfactory photos today, it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t street shoot in the next few days, she just needs to wait to go to the finals...
Wait, going to the finals?!
Su Xingyu suddenly thought of a problem—
Although it’s just a regional competition within S City, Blade Group with its deep pockets was still hosting it grandly, word had spread long ago that the finals wouldn’t be a trivial online voting, but rather a live award ceremony to be held at Blade Group Headquarters! If she’s grounded and can’t go, does that mean she’s automatically forfeiting her qualification?!
She gnashed her teeth, this man is truly too despicable!
She angrily cursed him as a despicable scoundrel in her heart, but couldn’t help herself from standing up, reluctantly heading toward the dining room.
In the ground floor dining room, the warm light bathed everything in a cozy glow, Lu Shifeng sat steadily at one end of the dining table covered with a clean white tablecloth, his attire proper, calmly waiting for her. He seemed sure she would come down, not rushed at all. Only when she sat down, did he softly instruct Mrs. Gui: "Serve the dishes. Place the old duck soup in front of the young lady, let it clear her fire."
Su Xingyu was so angry she wanted to flip the entire table onto his face.
She restrained herself, grinding her teeth: "You’re shameless! Changing methods to try to cancel my competition qualifications!"
"Shameless?" Lu Shifeng slowly picked up his chopsticks, fingers with distinct joints long and strong, as he picked food into his bowl, "I promised you, as long as you get first place, you can become a photographer, but I didn’t promise anything else."
Su Xingyu was dumbfounded, upon careful thought it was indeed the case, but regardless...
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"I want to use Ouyang Yi’s photo!" She was aggressive, fighting for her rights, "I won’t argue about the house arrest with you for now, but you cannot interfere with a participant’s freedom to choose their photo! If I don’t win first place, I won’t be satisfied!"
Lu Shifeng remained calm: "You can use the photo." His little wife, if she becomes a photographer in the future, would have countless chances to photograph various people, there’s no need to restrict her on such a small matter—in the end, the person in the photo is merely a tool in the photographer’s expression of aesthetics.
However, real life beyond the photos is different, "You must sever ties with Ouyang Yi."